Aliator
He's sleeping inside his chambers* Alanna's father was probably furious by now, haveing Ali steal Garreth's soul from right under his nose like that. It only proved that with determination you could do nearly everything.* Care to slice yourself up now?, if not i suggest you leave before i help you with it. "I will be leaving as soon as I pay my respects to the dead man, I do believe you will enjoy this Aliator, being that the Draconian ritual of passing is very painful."
He kneeled down in front of Butler's body.
"Now the ritual will commence."
He spread the tokens over the body's chest.
"With this offering, I pay for the sins and passage of this soul by my own sacrifice."
He took the knife and scraped his arm. Scales fell off until his red flesh could be seen unexposed. He lifted the knife high.
"With this blade, I take action for the death I have brought upon."
He plunged the knife deep into his arm, gritting his teeth in extreme pain. He dragged the blade through his arm to his elbow, opening a large gash in his arm. Blood dripped on the coins he had laid before the body.
"With this blood, I sign my offering with my spirit and flesh, and place record of this death by the pact of brotherhood for all creatures..."
He whinced as he pulled the dagger out, blood still dripping from his arm. Tears fell from his eyes onto the offering.
"With these tears, I cry for the forgiveness of the passing soul alongside the ghosts of my ansectors."
He then craned his head up high.
"With this song, I pray for the well-being of your spirit to the gods up on high..."
And a slow wailing tune came from the dragonewt, though it would only seem like the howling of a dragon to many, it was actually the ancient langauge of the dragonkin, singing the verses to anicent song of forgiveness. The song took a few minutes. Then, Skyeheart stood up and turned to Ali with silent, clear eyes.
"It is done."
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